People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

PS: Don’t read it yet, I’m revising it.

Five days later, outside the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Huh..." Ning Xiaotian reined in his horse and looked around. The city wall was majestic, white and flawless, and the pavilions and pavilions were vaguely visible.

"I'm finally back." He murmured, his expression full of nostalgia. Zhu Zhuqing heard the sound in the carriage and opened the curtain holding the little puppy.

"It is worthy of being the number one sect in the world. It is truly extraordinary." Her eyes shone brightly and she softly uttered praise.

"Let's get off the car. The carriage must be inspected within fifty meters outside the Qibao Glazed Sect..." Ning Xiaotian turned around and said, after all, you can see people while riding a horse, but when you drive, you don't know what is stuffed in it, so

That’s the rule.

"Phew!" As he spoke, a sound broke through the air, and two black figures landed in front of the carriage.

The leader was a masked man in black with an arrogant posture. He looked up at the two people and the dog on the carriage, especially the dog. The color of the coat and the shape were similar to the roaring dog of the young sect leader's family four years ago.

They are so similar, and the man in front of him has silver eyes, and his facial features also have a sense of familiarity. Even with the waist-length silver hair on his head, the young master clearly has black hair.

He was a little unsure, so he decided to keep things official.

He cupped his hands and said politely: "Two guests, why do you come to Qibao Glazed Sect?"

"It seems that I have indeed changed a lot in the past few years." Ning Xiaotian touched his chin and sighed, then raised his right hand, and a white nine-story pagoda, surrounded by bright stars, floated in the palm of his hand.

It turned out to be the ninth floor... Zhu Zhuqing was also surprised. This was the first time she saw Ning Xiaotian release his martial spirit.

"See Young Sect Master!" In front of the carriage, the man immediately clenched his fists on his chest and bowed in salute, looking extremely respectful.

After another masked man saluted, he directly called out his wings and flew towards the city wall, "Young Master, I will inform the sect master and the others right now." After just a moment, a voice came out from the city wall, extremely loud, "Young Master

The sect leader is back!"

Ning Xiaotian shook his head, jumped out of the carriage, and looked at the man, "Please make arrangements for my carriage."

"Yes." The man stepped forward quickly and took the reins of the carriage.

Ning Xiaotian nodded and led Zhu Zhuqing, who had already got off the carriage, into the door.

It was still morning, and there were many people in the sect who looked at him one after another. They were happy and curious, but more importantly, they were respectful. As an auxiliary soul master, it was extremely rare for Ning Xiaotian to be able to practice for four years alone on a continent full of dangers.

of.

However, who is the young sect leader’s wife? She is so handsome.

She is so young and was brought back by the young sect master in person, so she must be her girlfriend... All the men thought so.

So envious...all the women thought so.

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red from being stared at. He didn't dare to look around at all, and followed Ning Xiaotian with his head lowered.

Gu Hao

It is indeed easy for a young man who has been away from home for a long time to suddenly bring a girl home one day, which can lead to misunderstandings.

Not long after, a sound of "whoosh, whoosh..." came from the sky.

Ning Xiaotian raised his head, Sword Douluo was carrying his mother, and Bone Douluo was carrying his father, landing steadily.

Ning Xiaotian's eyes turned red when he saw the familiar voice.

"Tian'er!" Zhang Fanghua saw her son, who was burly, handsome, fair and uninjured, and silver-haired. His face was full of surprise and fright. He quickly ran over with his skirt in hand and touched his cheek.

, bursting into tears, "Tian'er, what's wrong with your hair? Is it injured somewhere?"

"Your son is very good to me..." Although she has the rare herbs in the eyes of Binghuo Liangyi to maintain her body, without her martial soul and soul power, Zhang Fanghua has become an ordinary person. Four years have passed on her face.

The traces left on it made Ning Xiaotian feel sour in his heart. He could no longer hold back the tears and flowed down his eyes, "Mom, I'm sorry for making you worry all these years."

"It's okay...it's okay..." Zhang Fanghua wiped the corners of her eyes, laughed out of tears, regained her cheerful personality, punched Ning Xiaotian in the chest, and said with a smile: "Tian'er, I didn't expect to see you for a few years.

You have grown so tall, your body has become stronger, um... you have also become more handsome, not to mention, you have silver hair and eyebrows, you are quite good-looking, not bad... not bad..."

"Oh... you brought a little beauty back, why don't you introduce me to my mother?" Zhang Fanghua turned her head, and with a few elders standing behind her who couldn't say anything, she cast her eyes on Ning Xiaotian.

Behind him, he nodded frequently.

The lordosis is forward and the back is straight. It is a good baby to give birth to...

Zhu Zhuqing's face suddenly turned red as a tomato, and her little head was about to hang down to her chest. As a girl who had not yet left the court and was new to the country, she had never seen such a battle before.

"Mom, don't make trouble." Ning Xiaotian was also shocked by his mother's heroic speech. He quickly stepped aside and introduced: "This is Zhu Zhuqing. I met him on the way back. He has a tough character.

She is a hard-working person and admires her both for her talent and her character, so I took the initiative to recruit her into the sect."

Do you think I'm an idiot? A girl who is not interested in you will follow you back to the sect alone? It's obvious that she's attracted to you... Zhang Fanghua gave Ning Xiaotian a look with a look that I had already seen through, and then turned his gaze back to Zhu Zhuqing

He smiled and nodded, "Zhu Zhuqing is a good name. Don't be cautious, my child. Now that you have joined the sect, we will be a family from now on."

"Zhu Zhuqing, isn't this the name of the third daughter of the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire..." Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered. As far as he knew, Dai Mubai, the third prince of the Star Luo Empire, was afraid that he would be raped when he was about to turn 12 years old.

The prince got rid of him, fled privately, fled from the border into the Balak Kingdom, and then disappeared. Could it be that Zhu Zhuqing came to find him.

How could he meet Tian'er and be recruited into the sect?

Is it to use the sect to find traces of Dai Mubai?

However, Dai Mubai's conduct over the past few years has not been very good... He secretly looked at Zhu Zhuqing, and his thoughts suddenly changed. Since Tian'er had such a high opinion of this girl, he must have something special about him, so he had to think of something.

Just find a way to keep it.

After all, he has joined the sect, how dare the Star Luo Empire come to rob him?

"I have met Mrs. Ning, Sect Leader Ning..." Zhu Zhuqing also saluted quickly after hearing this.

"Good...good boy." Zhang Fanghua suddenly smiled.

If Mom continues to chat like this, she will probably ask about her birth date... Ning Xiaotian twitched his lips and quickly interjected, "Where are Mom, Rongrong, Xiaowu and Xiangxiang?"

As soon as he heard about the daughter who was giving him a headache, Zhang Fanghua's face suddenly changed, "Oh, that naughty guy has long disliked my verbosity, and it's been two months since I took Xiaowu and that girl away. It's just right, there are people anyway.

Watching it just makes me worry less."

Haha, it's not like you guys pampered Tian'er after he left... Ning Fengzhi calmly glanced at Zhang Fanghua on the left and right and in front of him. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo on both sides quickly turned their heads and looked at each other.

A vulgar look that has nothing to do with me.